Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting's body was stiff. After being kissed by her for a while, his lips were hot. He turned around suddenly, pressed her against the wall, and gnawed at her fiercely.

Wilson stood aside silently, silently looking away.

"OK OK……"

Jing Jiaren found that Ximen Longting couldn't stop playing as soon as he kissed her, and it went all the way down her neck.

She held his cheek: "If I run out of time, I'll go."

Ximen Longting stared at her silently, his eyes were unusually red, like a child who refused to let go.

Jing Jiaren promised repeatedly that she would take care of herself.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, Jing Jiaren went to the underground garage, pretended to rescue Gong Zihua, and let the six bodyguards who brought him knock out all the bodyguards guarding Gong Zihua.

Jing Jiaren approached him with the key: "I'll help you open the lock now, but... I'll make you wear this."

A well-made dog collar appeared in Jing Jiaren's hands.

This is prepared by Ximen Longting...

This man really treats Gong Zihua like a dog.

Gong Zihua squinted her eyes and had no objection.

Jing Jiaren opened the collar, buckled it around his neck, and buckled the other end on the hand of a bodyguard.

"When you bring me to my mother, I will naturally untie your collar." Jing Jiaren took out another pair of handcuffs, "Also, your hands have to be handcuffed too..."

The corner of Gong Zihua's mouth slightly raised, watching Jing Jiaren handcuff his left hand, and the other hand was handcuffed to the bodyguard's hand, and then he opened the chain of his left hand.

The same goes for the right hand.

When Gong Zihua finally got rid of those chains, there were bodyguards on the left and right, with collars around their necks.

Gong Zihua didn't even frown, and she didn't have the slightest room to struggle.

After his family members observed him, this is Ximen Longting's territory, he must be aware of it in his heart.

"Go, take advantage of the night." Jing Jiaren walked ahead and led the way, "I let you out this time without telling him. I trust you, and I hope you can be worthy of my trust..."

Gong Zihua's bewitching eyes glanced at her, with a half-smile.

I'm really not used to his face, it's so beautiful.

Two bodyguards supported Gong Zihua firmly, one was holding a dog leash, and three more guarded the surroundings in case of unforeseen circumstances.

These bodyguards were all carefully selected by Ximen Longting, each with a tranquilizer pistol in his hand.

Gong Zihua doesn't have any weapons, so she should be safe.

There was an RV parked in front of the garage, a group of people got into the car, and a bodyguard started the engine as the driver.

Jing Jiaren pressed the remote control, the rolling gate opened, and the sports car drove out of the garage...

"The bodyguards outside dare not stop my car, so feel free to drive."

When the car reached the gate, Jing Jiaren lowered the window a little: "It's me, let me go."

"Miss Jing!"

"Miss Jing..."

"Good evening, Miss Jing."

The sound of Qiqi saluting and the creaking sound of the door opening were especially abrupt at night.

Ximen Longting pursed his thin lips, stood behind the curtain on the second floor, picked up a pistol and stuck it in his waist, put on a thin trench coat and sunglasses.

"Master, the vehicles and manpower are ready." Wilson reminded.

……

In fact, long before this, Ximen Longting's manpower was deployed along the way, hiding in various places to follow——

The vehicles parked on the side of the road were all from Ximen Longting's people, and near the Royal Hotel, they were even surrounded by his people.

The night was very quiet, and Jing Jiaren's car whizzed through the quiet and wide street.